Nope. No resolution whatsoever.

If the movie 2012 is for real, its just two years away from the apocalypse, and therefore I should spend all my money living life to the fullest in these two years. Two freaking years! I bet if I quit my job and live on my savings I can barely last even half of a year, sheesh. So, no more pessimistic thoughts about the end of the world, the big flood, the inability to make it into the big big modern Noah’s ark. Life still goes on, regardless if it is just two years, or twenty years, or two hundred years away from the end. Or whatever it is called. I don’t know what’s gonna happen tomorrow, let alone two years from now, right?

So, twenty-ten, eh?

For me, this is the year of acceptance. A reality check. Time to find the checklist that I’ve made for myself when I was way younger and has more dreams than the hair on my scalp.

I accepted the fact that I am not getting younger, that I will not look like those airbrushed magazine cover girl, I am not a high flying corporate ladder climber with the salary to boot, and I am not as tall, as rich or as popular as my teen self imagined I will be. I am still as tall as I was ten years back, in fact, and I think I still do fine. Funny how when I was younger I thought by this age I will be free from the books, working a stable job and perhaps more, but right now I am still taking what life has to offer and going with the flow, and I am certainly enjoying life, regardless of the difference.

That goes on to show that, when life gives you a lemon, make lemonade. If life gives you a box of lemons, setup a lemonade stand!

If there is one thing that I would like myself to do better is to be more active. Go for more walks, take up sports, get moving and things like that. I heard that it does the body good, and just might, might make me look at least 50% like the airbrushed magazine cover girl. Gee. This must be inspired by watching “The Biggest Loser” every weekday while I was stuffing myself with dinner, WTF!